Rito X Momo Novels & Stories

Ruby said, looking into the little eyes that had just called her mom. "Mom... Mom-my." ****

She looked at Lucas, and when she wanted to say something, Lucas shook his head at her. Lucas wanted to explain himself, but Momo’s mother turned to the old man and laughed apologetically, “Sorry, Mr. Grey, children these days don’t have any manners. See, my Momo is so beautiful that even her driver is claiming to be her husband. She is so rich that she even has her own personal driver.” Mr. Grey nodded in understanding, “So, he is just a mere driver? For once, I thought that my beautiful Momo had betrayed me.”

|Chapter 04| Zaitelle Axis A day before Kester's 20th birthday, his mom, Mrs. Aqua Quiner called me for a talk. I'm quite perplexed and a little bit nervous because of her sudden invitation even though we were doing it since my childhood days. I don't know why there are too many changes in terms of interacting with them when in fact, I shouldn't act like this. "Nana, is this okay?" I ask her while putting a dress in front of my body and watch how it looks in me.

"We missed you bigtime, Bubu bear." "Missed you, too, Mom," Ira planted a kiss on his mother's cheek. "You don't have to call me Bubu bear for Pete's sake." Chloe caught a glimpse of his awkward smile which she found utterly ludicrous. Helena pulled away from their hug and giddily pinched both of his prominent sexy cheeks. She could tell Ira got his undeniable good looks from his mestiza Filipina mom while the authoritative manner was from his half-Turkish, half-Italian father. Such a great combination of DNA, she ought to herself. Not too long they were all settled in the spacious lounge area where a middle-aged woman showed up to serve assorted refreshments and tarts. It was as if Chloe's

Mom happily and warmly pull my supposed mate into a motherly and love filled hug. "Welcome home little one" she whispers then peck her. Mom totally ignores my mates dirty appearance and unkempt nature. She's all joyous over my mate discovery. "Am so happy and proud of you son...." "You've located your moon goddess chosen mate with the first hour's of your awarded time" "That's superb!" Mom compliments. Yeah, yeah mom. I've sure located my moon goddess chosen mate. Even you, the kingdoms Luna and most powerful female werewolf scrumbles to the fake mate bond.

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

MATTEO’S POV My little butterfly is playing games with me. One thing about me, I like to hyper fixate a lot. Right now, there is something intriguing about her, as if she wants to be seen, heard, listened too. As I walk into Motarrio club, I spot Rafe at the bar, his tongue deep down a lady’s throat. I roll my eyes as I glance around and find Dante, his eyes lifting from his phone and seeing the look on my face.

"Before we discuss the investment, I'd like everyone to watch a short video. Consider it a gift I've put together especially for the Sutherland family." The moment he finished speaking, Mom and Uncle Keith beamed and immediately broke into applause, leading everyone else to clap along. They were expecting something even bigger, some grand surprise. The screen lit up with bank transfer records showing 200 dollars deposited into my account every month, stretching back 18 consecutive years. The smile on Mom's face froze in place. Then the footage cut to a different set of records, showing 49,800 dollars transferred from Dad's bank account into Mom's personal account every single month, like clo

You're right," she said. Just then, their phones chimed at the same time. They pulled out their phones and tapped on the notifications. "Moms, when are you coming home? The other Moms are already here. It's my birthday today. I'm going to get angry if you don't come home soon." William's childish whining echoed through the room. Both Gloria and Joanne smiled at the same time. They carefully lifted their phones and sent voice messages to William to coax him. It was a familiar sight. They used to coax me like that in the past.

My mom replied fast: [@LindaKnowsBest!!! You're literally my savior. Spill???] Bruce and I stared at the screen. After what felt like forever, [LindaKnowsBest] finally replied. This time, just one line: [DM'd you.] Bruce dragged a hand through his hair. "Oh my God. DMs? Are they allergic to public comments?" I sighed. "Forget it. One mess at a time." After nine that night, my mom texted me.